(Chorus)I only smoke tree's,listen to the old-ease/ got them 3 bears on locks, like Gold-ee/ hi-hoe, off to work we go, yo, no sleep/ lil miss center of attention & bo' peep/ so high at the same time fallin' down the rabbit hole, so deep....oooohhh...sooo...sooooo...deep..(Verse) I find myself standin on the edge of this cliff, so steep/ Lookin' down at the long shot, it's a low leap/ The poe-lease, wouldn't find shit buy some bone, teeth/ buzzards hoverin' over me, cuz these fuckers gon' eat/ with that overgrown beak/ " but what if birds ain't real...well, so to speak"/ flyin underneath this dome we sleep/ and wake up under, it makes me,...makes meee...wonder...women...I, wonder womennnn...woe-man/ hit me with that chorus one mo time...jus...one.....one mo'...time...(Chorus)I only smoke tree's,listen to the old-ease/ got them 3 bears on locks, like Gold-ee/ hi-hoe, off to work we go, yo, no sleep/ lil miss silence of the lamb she-pulls & bo' peep/ so high at the same time fallin' down the rabbit hole, so deep....oooohhh...sooo...sooooo...deep..
(Bridge) Once apon a time ignorance was so blind/ no brain, no headaches, don't cry/ sippin Miller high with a bunch of low lifes/ flyin thru the air dunkin', yellin' " Go ,Mike!"/ They screaming fuck the world cuz they think we live on a globe, sike/ that's shits so old ,like, it has to keep bein' recycled/ Like the batteries in these electric bikes spill/ Frequencies thatre harmful to the environment, " environment, man what about the affects to my health I get ?"/ I can't even help it if, I speak the truth & just tell it is...or tell it like it is, I'm hyped as shit/ usin' organ-ite to strip/ the chem trails sprayed in the sky even at night they flip/ the switch in the cockpit & get that toxic/ god awful concoction, not to be am option/ every once in a while, & very often/ simultaneously, intra-vain-ee-isslee/ in the ass, what a pain this could be/ if you got entertainment off the shame of not livin' blamelessly/ it's starting to thunder & rain in these streets/ if your aim is to rain in these streets / let it ...let it rainnnn....floodin' the plane with a bundle of cain/ no wonder the game, is under construction & change/ stress deduction has wayned, but productions the same/ keep on pickin'uo with a filter and keep it from going down the drain...row, row rowin' the boat around the bank/ a pound of dank, I planned to bake....get baked...get back...shit , it's a give n take/ (Chorus)I only smoke tree's,listen to the old-ease/ got them 3 bears on locks, like Gold-ee/ hi-hoe, off to work we go, yo, no sleep/ lil miss center of attention & bo' peep/ so high at the same time fallin' down the rabbit hole, so deep....oooohhh...sooo...sooooo...deep..(
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